Mo Yan didn't understand why Mo Wuxian would let go of the enemy's commander and a group of generals.

In his understanding, as long as this group of people is killed, then nothing will change, and the war will be over immediately.

How did he know that the situation on the mainland would change in the future, and these would all become friendly forces, and if he killed one more strong man now, he would have less strength in the future.

Although Mo Wuxian was numb to the killing, he still knew the general situation.

Seeing them go away, Mo Wuxian was planning how to get them to admit defeat and come to negotiate.

Almost all the people in Zhantan City were soldiers, so as the army entered the city, basically, the ordinary civilians in Zhantan City were slaughtered more than 30%.

Mo Yan did not slaughter the city, and he would not slaughter the city, so after the recalcitrant resistance was corrected on the spot, all the civilians who surrendered became prisoners.

For prisoners, there are certain restrictions on freedom, so all the captives of nearly 40,000 people are trapped in a part of the southern city, and all other places are controlled by the army of the Martial Arts Empire.

At dawn the next day, the logistical supplies of the Martial Arts Empire arrived, and the soldiers were armed again.

Now, everything is under control, the two Mo Yan brothers are attacking the city in front, and Mo Ye retreats to the rear, stationed in the Apocalypse Mountain Range, ready to respond.

After reorganization, Mo Wuxian changed the number of the team to the Northern Expeditionary Corps, with an army of 200,000.

The ground in the east city tower was bombarded by Mo Wuxian's red-clothed cannons, and it can be said that there will be no danger of defending the city here, and all of them will be exposed to the enemy's sight.

After thinking about it again, Mo Wuxian moved all thirteen red-clothed cannons out, and eight cannons were erected at the east gate. It's best to use a red-clad cannon to protect the East Tower.

Later in the evening, the scouts reported that the enemy had been discovered.

Mo Wuxian looked at the information in his hand and showed a hint of a smile, and said, "In Jizhou, there are only two major tribes that can form a threat, namely the Tiger Clan and the Lu Que Clan, so they will only find these two tribes to launch a coalition to seize the city. ”

Mo Yan nodded and said, "These two coalition forces have 180,000, but they are not easy to deal with!"

Mo Wuxian shook his head and said: "As long as the combined forces of the Tiger Clan and the Lu Que Clan are defeated, then there will be no more war in the Clan, and at that time, the most likely thing is that the eleven states of the Spirit Kingdom will join forces to attack Zhantan City!"

Mo Yan said worriedly: "It's very bad for us!"

Mo Wuxian nodded and said, "Soldier, treacherous! Now, we need to crush this army a hundred miles away. Big brother, we can't sit still, I think, I can destroy them, you can give me 20,000 troops!"

Mo Yan was surprised: "Fifth brother, are you not mistaken, do you want 20,000 against 150,000?

Mo Wuxian shook his head and said nothing, and said for a long time: "Fighting is tactical, you just need to give me people!"

Seeing that he was full of confidence, Mo Yan thought for a while and slapped the table and said, "Okay, the Mo family army will give it all to you, a total of 15,000 people, and the other 5,000 people will be selected from the Northern Expeditionary Legion!"

Mo Wuxian nodded and said, "That's very good!"

As soon as he said and did, he immediately ordered troops on the school field, and the moment twilight fell, he disappeared in Zhantan City with 20,000 people.

The weather in Lingguo is varied, with strong winds, hot and dry during the day, cooler at night, and weaker winds, so this season is the most suitable.

Mo Wuxian led 20,000 men to march towards the northeast.

He had a perverted divine thought, so naturally he didn't need scouts to explore the way, and in the second half of the night, they finally came to a high ground, ten miles away in the distance, was the garrison of the Lu Que tribe, with more than 70,000 people.

In the night, just a little bit of fire will be exposed.

Mo Wuxie's army was dressed in dark armor, and it was so thick in the night that it was impossible to tell whether it was a person or a night.

And ten miles away from them, a brightly lit field, the huge coal-fired brazier, with tens of thousands, swayed in the night breeze.

It's overcast tonight. The Lu Que scouts made a detour of three or three twos ten miles away.

A group of ten scouts appeared in Mo Wuxie's field of vision, he showed a hint of a smile, stretched out his hand, and the two Martial Emperors flashed out silently, and then heard a few muffled sounds, and the scouts were cleared.

I still remember that there are still 2,000 Martial Emperors in the Mo family's army, and in so many battles, 2,000 people are still 2,000 people, and there is no damage.

Because Emperor Wu is already at a delicate point, in this kind of ordinary soldiers, they are the masters, and it is difficult to die.

Therefore, the closest thing around him was the Martial Emperor Brigade of 2,000 people.

According to Mo Wuxie's plan, it was to attack the Lu Que clan at night, and with their strong strength, it was enough to deal with 80,000 people.

20,000 people attacked 80,000 people at night, maybe others thought that this was the suicide of a madman, but Mo Wuxie's lineup was no longer so simple.

With a wave of his hand, he continued to approach the Lu Que Clan.

Two miles away, he decisively halted the army.

He looked at a tent in the camp, and the aura of the barbarian warriors was in it.

He looked thoughtful, thinking that Angelina should be in the Tiger Clan.

Suddenly, he showed a smile again, and Jiang Li was among them.

This little Lu Que clan is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, with twelve martial saints, three martial emperors, and one martial artist.

This strength is enough to cope with all variables, but unfortunately, the person they are about to face is Mo Wuxi.

The soldiers within the Lüque tribe are constantly patrolling, and sentry posts are everywhere, keeping a close eye on any changes.

However, the sentinels were just ordinary soldiers, how could they detect the movements of the Mo Wuxian Army.

He waved a gesture, and a general immediately gestured to the Martial Emperor Brigade, which was divided into two teams of 1,000 people, and detoured back to the two sides of the Lu Que Clan.

His mind was concerned about all the changes, and after the two teams of Martial Emperor troops marched to the predetermined location, he decisively gave the order to beat the drums.

In an instant, the drums shook the sky rapidly, and the knock and knock continued to echo in all directions of the Lu Que clan, like a horn charged by hundreds of thousands of troops.

The barbarian powerhouse jumped up all of a sudden, flew into the air and looked around, only to see that there was darkness in all directions at this time.

Jiang Li followed him and yelled, "Fuck, grandpa, how many enemies are there?"

The barbarian powerhouse shook his head and said, "I can't see it, outside the scope of my investigation, I don't know how many people there are!"

He shouted: "The whole army is ready to meet the enemy!"

Mo Wuxian looked coldly at the dozens of people who flew into the sky, his current realm and how his eyesight could not distinguish the range of the mental power of the martial arts powerhouse, and he was the only one who could have such a perverted divine thought as him throughout the ages, so his precise control made the barbarian powerhouse look black.

The drums were still beating wildly, straightening the nerves of the Lu Que soldiers, and they all panted and looked in all directions, but the darkness was a kind of fear for them, and the fear was even stronger with the enemy attack.

You can't just thunder and no rain, if you want the enemy to collapse under siege, then you need to match it with appropriate attacks.

So, he suddenly appeared in the air, and a sword qi roared by.

The barbarian powerhouse suddenly tightened his heart, looked up in horror, showed a frightened look on his face, and subconsciously shouted: "Fuck, it's innocent!"

He had seen Mo Wuxie's attack methods, and he naturally recognized it at a glance.

However, for him, Mo Wuxian is the synonym of terror.

This sword qi was extraordinary, the red light inside flickered, and around the red light was a domineering thunder and lightning crackling constantly.

Before the sword qi arrived, the power had reached a terrifying level, making the barbarian powerhouse show a frightened look, and in a panic, he pulled out his long knife and swung out a sword qi to slash at Mo Wuxie's sword qi.

With a loud bang, the huge body of the barbarian powerhouse was blasted to the ground, and a burst of qi spread in all directions, blowing away countless coals and basins, and sparks splashed everywhere.